in my previous diatribes i know that I wrote that I was to fly to nepal. but no, as it turned out there were no direct flights from varanasi to nepal until next month. so, i have just arrived in kathmandu [last night late] after an endurance 22 hour train – bus – bus journey trip.
despite the pain of cramped legs on nepali [ie made for short legged eople] buses, lack of sleep, being groped by a dodgy water seller 10 year old boy [through the bus window, the fucker], and wondering if i would arrive alive as the bus made its way in the pitch black and in the rain along perilous mountain ridges, dodging goods trucks driving on the wrong side of the road in the opposite direction, i made it intact. thank god.
having said all of that, i was so happy to cross the indo-nepalise border and escape indian mayhem. the ride from sunauli [the border] to kathmandu consisted only of landscapes of mountains, gushing rivers, waterfalls and valleys.
now in travller paradise [ie good coffee, fresh croissants, fast internet connections, myriad stores selling rastafarian goods], i am trying to figure out how to get to tibet, hopefully departing this saturday.
as change of country was what i needed after crazy india…
end note: my digital camera fucked up on my last day of india so i have no pictures of my trip. many of you are probably relieved, knowing that you wont be subject to my travel slideshow and blurred shots which could be anything. my digicam contained the vital instructions on indian coooking, so know i will have to use my memory, which i dont think will be of benefit to anyone. bloody technology.